Poem: Just Be Held


be held

When you can’t find yourself

Can’t seem to make sense of why

Can’t hold on to things you could have

Can’t fall into the space you had

Can’t rest from the streets you knew so well

Can’t find a place to call your own

Run into my arms

Be held in my bosom

Hear every breathe I take

And be at rest

I can do you no harm

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